The Human Condition_Sing it!_Amazing Grace_The Apocalypse is a Great Opportunity to Become a Pirate
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The Human Condition
He turned to look at her, paused for a moment as if to rethink what he had said and then shook his hand and closed the door behind him.She stared at the shuwww.onedoor.cct door from where she sat on the sofa, it seemed so far away and yet it was not. The door was right there, 4, maybe 5 feet from her. She could very easily cross it, put her slippers on and run out the door after him. He would not have gone very far, most likely pacing back and forth in the lobby of the building. She could take the lift down, anxious but very well sure that he would be furiously striding to reception and back. And she knew t...
Sing it!
"Hey, Summer look at this!" Maryann exclaimed pointing to a flyer on the school's bulletin board as she stopped in front of it. "October 2nd at 6:00pm, meet in the band room. In 3 weeks, they're starting a choir for anyone to join! This is your chance to finally learn how to sing!""Maryann, you know my mom does not want me to sing, ever. If she ever found out, she would kill me!""I know your mom Summer, and you know I think your mom is absolutely crazy. You are at college now and not under her wing; where your mom would never find out unless you go and text her yourself," Maryann huffed light...
Amazing Grace
**Content Warning: murderous, psychopathic behaviour**“It’s terrifying, Mercy,” says Mrs Stafford, when she finally finds her voice. “It must be taken down.”I don’t understand. It’s a magnificent scene. A vista of 17th century London is stapled across the wall-mounted display board, crammed full of rickety wooden houses cut from corrugated cardboard. Tissue paper tongues of flames engulf the buildings, sending sequined sparks soaring into a soot-black sky. Panic-stricken Londoners flee the inferno in a steady stream, their crayoned mouths in multiple ‘o’s of horror. A few have been trampled, d...
The Apocalypse is a Great Opportunity to Become a Pirate Captain
“Honestly, you can’t just not ignore global warming for years to let companies increase their profits, let the oceans rise and devour all of the land except for the tippy tops of high corporate buildings, and expect me not to steal a rich person’s cruise-size yacht and become a pirate.” Ash said as she twirled her tiki cocktail in her hand, reclining on a five dollar beach chair on a five million dollar yacht she stole.The sun glinted over her head as she adjusted her feathered old-fashioned pirate captain hat that matched her bikini to black it out. “Tell me, Reagan,” she called out to her ...